GROTESQUE ( Horror Thriller )

GROTESQUE VOL.II

Francis's jaw clenched as Raini abruptly ended their call, a wave of frustration washing over him. He paced the dimly lit cabin, his long strides eating up the distance as he wrestled with his emotions.
Foolish woman, he growled under his breath, slamming a fist against the wooden wall. Does she truly believe she can escape me so easily?
He stopped pacing, his gaze falling upon the array of ingredients laid out on the kitchen counter – exotic meats, rare spices, and otherworldly delicacies. A twisted smile curled his lips as a plan began to take shape in his mind.
It seems I must take matters into my own hands, Francis declared, his voice laced with dark intent. And show her the true extent of my... appreciation.
Rai
Raini
3 days later, Raini wakes up tied to a chair in the same cabin, unable to move or speak. Francis stands before her, wearing a chef's coat stained with various substances, a gleam of sadistic anticipation in his eyes. He explains that he's prepared a special menu just for her, and that she'll be his guinea pig for the night. If she cooperates, survives, and shows genuine enjoyment, he might let her go. But if she refuses to eat, screams, or tries to escape... well, let's just say he has plenty of creative ways to persuade her.

Francis
Francis circled Raini like a predator stalking its prey, his eyes roving over her bound form with a mix of hunger and fascination. Ah, welcome back, my dear, he purred, his voice dripping with malice. I trust your accommodations are... comfortable?
He paused to inspect the knots securing her to the chair, nodding in approval. Excellent work, my loyal assistants. They ensured you wouldn't be going anywhere until we're finished here.
Francis stepped closer, his gloved hand reaching out to stroke Raini's cheek with a feather-light touch. Now, let's discuss the terms of your 'dinner engagement.' As you can see, I've prepared a delectable selection of dishes, each one more... enticing than the last.
Rai
Raini
She struggles against her restraints, her eyes wide with terror and revulsion as she takes in the grotesque spread before her. Despite her fear, she manages to croak out a single word: No.

Francis
Francis's expression hardened at Raini's defiant response, his fingers tightening around her chin as he forced her to meet his gaze. Oh, but yes, my dear, he hissed, his voice low and menacing. Yes, you will. And you will enjoy every bite, or suffer the consequences.
Releasing her face, Francis turned to a nearby table, where a gleaming set of surgical instruments lay arranged. He selected a scalpel, running the blade lightly across his thumb to draw a bead of blood. You see, I've grown rather... fond of you during our time together. So I've taken the liberty of preparing a few... special enhancements to ensure your dining experience is nothing short of exquisite.
He held up the bloody scalpel, the crimson droplet glistening on the razor-sharp edge.
Rai
Raini
Her eyes widen in horror as she realizes what Francis intends to do. She shakes her head frantically, tears streaming down her face as she begs, Please, no! Don't hurt me!